Granny's Kitchen

Updated: Oct 3

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Back when I grew up in Kettle
where the Fife air smells like farm
Ian Ross was my big brother
he protected me from harm
Dad didn't make big money
though mum cared for us like gold
so when he lost his job in Cupar
the Council house it got more cold
So we packed and moved to Woodside
five miles down a well-paved road
right next door to our grandparents
that’s how families shared the load
Our address was Bighty Crescent
twenty-nine by thirty-one
and each day I’d visit Granny
life’s best memories bar none
Well I missed my best pal Ian
new school mates were cold and strange
but Elaine and me were family
Time finds ways to bring on change
Now dad’s health was sliding down hill
mum took office work instead
then one Easter, life stopped moving
at thirty-seven dad was dead
Our address was Bighty Crescent
twenty-nine by thirty-one
and each day I’d visit Granny
life’s best memories bar none

Granny’s kitchen was a warm place
fresh baked biscuits, scones'n'pies
her Irish smile it was infectious
her simple words kind and wise

I recovered through the sixties
with The Beatles and Denis Law
back-row arm around a girlfriend
paid for shows I never saw

Well without much, we had plenty
Mom remarried, Elaine did too
my pal Ian hit the bottle
with my wife our family grew
But my shining light was Granny
through the thick as well as thin
yes, she was a lovely lady
I still feel her warmth within

Our address was Bighty Crescent
twenty-nine by thirty-one
and each day I’d visit Granny
life’s best memories bar none

The wind was cold that day in Markinch
when her coffin went to ground
but inside I felt a warming
with Granny’s family all around

Our address was Bighty Crescent
twenty-nine by thirty-one
and each day I’d visit Granny
life’s best memories bar none

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